2. The beginning of the End

….5 days earlier

Never could I have imagined to feel so happy and blessed as I am in this very moment. As a rogue, the chances of being taken into a pack or let alone find a mate is nearly impossible.

Yet Drake took me in, gave me protection when I needed it the most. He made me part of his pack, although we both knew I was broken goods.

Did his pack accept me? Most of them weren’t happy their Alpha took in a broken rogue and even made me their Luna. I heard the talks behind my back, useless piece, a shame for our species, not even a real werewolf, unworthy. Most of them let me know I wasn’t wanted there.

But I worked hard, did anything for the pack and my Alpha. Some people did acknowledge my effort. Our pack has grown to be one of the strongest and most powerful pack on this continent. Only one other pack is close to being as ruthless and powerful as ours, the arche enemy of my Alpha Drake.

After Drake found me years ago, he made it to his personal mission to protect me from ever falling into the hands of his enemy Alpha Jax from the Blood-moon pack. The stories Drake told me about him made me shiver deep within.

He’s the reason we had to build up our defence and be as ruthless as a pack can be. Drake never failed to warn me about the risks if I ever left our territory. Taking me, the Alpha’s Luna would weaken him immense. Losing me would be like slicing a part out of him. His deep love for me, our connection, put a target on my back, that’s why he would do anything to protect me.

As a former rogue, I had no interest in leaving our territory anyway. Even within our pack to some, I was still counted as an orphaned rogue. They fear Drake too much to harm me badly, but I wouldn’t want to take the risk if they thought it was safe to get away with it.

Not being able to shift, doesn’t exactly help me stand my ground. Some of them even dare to doubt I’m a werewolf at all. They say the moon goddess would never be so cruel to our species.

After Drake married me five years ago, we tried everything to have a baby. A new strong future leader for the pack. Unfortunately, it seemed even with that I was broken goods, only rising the anger of the pack even more.

But Drake always stood at my side and reassured me I’m not broken, and when the time was right, we would have our family. I am his loved Luna, and he makes sure I know that at every moment.

The few friends I do have have always supported me, too. Alana is my best friend, the person I confide in the most besides Drake and our Beta James. She knows how the pack treats me and helps me hide it from Drake. The last thing I need is for them to hate me even more, just because Drake unleashes his anger on them.

To be honest, I don’t even care anymore how they treat me. I’m happier than ever before in my entire life. Me, the woman who was and had nothing is being loved and protected by the incredible Alpha Drake. Being the mate and wife to him is an honour.

Looking down to my arms, my entire body fills with so much warmth and love. A lone tear escapes my eyes for the hundredth time today as I look into the beautiful sleeping face of my freshly born baby boy. My eyes shift from him, back up to Drake, who is looking ever so proud and happy at his son. This sight fills me with so many emotions, my heartbeat increases, and the waterworks are fully back on again. Staining my face with more tears.

Five years I fought for this, tried everything after our marriage ceremony, but it seemed impossible. Until one day, it wasn’t. It was like a miracle. And now I have more than I could have ever wished for.

The perfect mate, a baby, a family, a home, loyal friends. I’m the Luna of the most powerful pack. That’s what I call being truly blessed by the moon goddess.

Now, with finally having given the pack the future leader, I’m sure even they will finally see me fully as their Luna.

Rushed footsteps echo through the hallway behind the door. Seconds later, the huge, heavy wooden doors creak open as a gasping Alana breaks through the opening.

“I came as fast as I could, after I heard the labour has started," she bursts out as soon as she’s standing beside my bed. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here on time for the birth. We secured the borders even more today. It seems like someone is trying to break through our defence.” Her worried eyes shift to Drake. His big dark brown eyes narrow, and for a second, I see concern written on his face until he masks it quickly to a neutral look.

It has to be Jax from the Blood-moon pack. He’s the only enemy Drake truly fears.

“How was the birth? How is Adrian?” She enquires with a huge smile, looking at my baby boy in my arms. Alana helped me choose the name. She said it’s part of her duty as my best friend.

“It was exhausting, and apparently I lost too much blood, but it was totally worth it," I chuckle while keeping my eyes on Adrian. “The healer said Adrian is perfectly fine. A strong healthy boy. He’s so beautiful," I gush, unable to tear my eyes off of him.

“You look tired. I’m sure the healer said you need to rest. Let me take Adrian for a while so you can focus on recovering from the birth," Alana offers, stretching out her arms to take him.

They all know that even my healing abilities are way slower than normal for a werewolf.

I shake my head “no” in response, not wanting to let go of him just yet. I feel like I’ve been waiting to hold him forever. Ever since the birth three hours ago, I only let go of him once for his check-up.

“Alana’s right. You need to take a rest. The birth has taken a toll on you. Take a sleep in peace, Alana will take care of him while you recover a little.” Drakes voice comes out in a way telling me this is not a request but an order.

Reluctant, I lower my head to Adrian’s and give him a gentle kiss on his tiny forehead. “I love you so much," I whisper softly before handing him over to Alana.

She cradles him softly in her arms, and she gives him the biggest smile I have ever seen on her. “You’re our pride, our future. You’re perfect in every single way," she whispers full of awe and then also gives him a kiss.

Already feeling empty and missing him, I watch how she retreats and walks out of the room with my baby boy on her arms, followed shortly later by Drake.